The D.O.C.: Portrait of a Masterpiece | Song-Factsheet


Song «Portrait of a Masterpiece» von The D.O.C..


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1989 06 16 (Album)
Label: Ruthless 9 91308
Songwriter Tracy Lynn Curry
Produktion: Dr. Dre
Genre: Hip-Hop - Gangstarap - Westcoast


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The D.O.C.
Tracy Lynn Curry
Dr. Dre


[The D.O.C.] Yea, c'mon C'mon, yea, c'mon Let's take a trip but not of the physical Sense of direction on a kid who's artistical Through a gallery of thoughts, of course it's dope Hangin' tough like the name on my rope Watch it be weary instead of steppin' wit the boys A musical massacre of inadequate noise By the new authority 'cause of majority Of peers who hear will award superiority To those who know you knew now it's inevitable I laid the track and it's simple unforgettable Time had hold me better than gold, I sold And in front of a group of soul is a new episode So like see if you can grab a pawn yet another one Take it to the everyday like it's done the son Words connected up to another degree And I'm the artist who painted this portrait of a masterpiece It's unquestionable That lyrically, the D.O.C.'s a professional Nothing exquisite to prohibit you from listening up Crisp and clean but I don't mean 7-Up I preside ill dippy dope to frantic to panic And just a man on a mission wit something more in the attic I'm just an ordinary, boring very few Do it to the mic, is the D.O. to the C., you Made the choice that doesn't need to pretend I’m on the ascend, not knowing where the elevator ends But anytime between I'm spending Play it strong, write it like it's never ending Keep creating while suckers are hating me now Keep the upper hand 'cause the respond is going 'pow!' No one can handle the physical torture I've been taking and no matter what, I'll support'cha Goals and dreams although is seems it won't come true All of that is up to you, yo But if you can't handle You need to jet, 'cause rap's like a gamble Basically outspoken, keeping them choking on But you recall, yo, a helluva rap song Doing it forever together wit Dre, it will never cease Money and records like "Portrait of a Masterpiece" Now I'm exceptional Instead of the norm, walking and holding my testicles [Swoon for a six?], spell out what it means to be dope The D.O. to the C., they can't cope Deal the real, yo, it's better 'cause I had to be Better than any 'cause of majority Negative never, I'm all about a positive force if you recall It's the D.O.C. Yo I'm the Boss Rap much greater, Dre up on the fader Pump the bass and the pace Most like by the D.O.C and this is it 'Cause when it's hype, then I feel that it's the shit Word, never would I stop, I drop the beat I will Especially when I have to kill I'm an annihilator, standing a full 6' 3 And I really don't think you wanna deal wit me Why should I go... [DOC] Hold on Dre, stop the beat, let me catch my breath [Dre] Aiyyo man, why ya stopping that was funky [DOC] To catch my breath [Dre] Alright you got it? [DOC] Yeah [Dre] Kick it Strong blowing kisses to the wind The D.O.C. in fact to attack the wicky wack And take the rightful place at a rightful time The D.O. to the C. and it's mine Move, 'cause no one's gonna take my spot It's new and improved, why? 'Cause it's the diggy diggy D.O.C [Dre] Yea that's cool, let's go to the next record